Unapologetic

So, I recently got offered a job in North Carolina. Moving may be happening by the end of the month depending on timing. The next few weeks will likely be a bit chaotic, but also exciting. It’s a great opportunity that will also be closer to family. I’ll write a more detailed post later. 🙂

“No there ain’t nothing that I gotta proveYou think your words will make me black and blueBut I, I think I’m pretty with these old boots onI think its funny when I drink too much, heyYou try and change me you can go to hell‘Cause I don’t want to be nobody elseI like the chip I got in my front teethAnd I got bad tattoos you won’t believe“

“I was up in New York City,
Just the other week.You shoulda seen the waitress faceWhen I ordered sweet tea.She said “we don’t have that here”And I apologized, I said “Please forgive me,I’m in a southern state of mind.”

And those girls out in California,
They don’t understand.
They don’t like it when I hold the door,
When I say yes ma’am.
They act like I’ve done something wrong,
And they give me the evil eye.
I say “honey, I’m sorry,
I’m in a southern state of mind.”

“In my mind I’m gone to CarolinaCan’t you see the sunshine?Can’t you just feel the moonshine?Ain’t it just like a friend of mineTo hit me from behind?Yes, I’m gone to Carolina in my mind“

“Heading down south to the land of the pinesI’m thumbing my way into North CarolineStaring up the road and pray to God I see headlightsI made it down the coast in seventeen hoursPicking me a bouquet of dogwood flowersAnd I’m a-hopin’ for Raleigh, I can see my baby tonight

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey, momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey, momma rock me

I’m running from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band
My baby plays a guitar, I pick a banjo now
Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down
Lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town
But I ain’t turning back to living that old life no more”

“Oh I’ve been waiting up so long
I’ve been sleeping out so long in the rain
Rain been falling down
I’ve been stressing all the time
And I can’t seem to find
A little piece of mind

“And I know that I won’t be the same without you
Don’t let this moment slip away

I’ll take you for a drive
Kiss me on the corner with your hand in mine
Ooh, say you love me too”

“I know I haven’t been perfect, but give it some timeThere’s not a single day goes by where you don’t cross my mindAnd we spend our lives looking for things we can’t findOh, but not a single day goes by where you don’t cross my mind

All the days spent on my mind
All the times that I’d say that we’ll be together, we’ll be together, oh
All the ways to see through my heart
I know the good intentions, they won’t be lost forever, won’t be lost forever”

“How imperfect a person am I?
Go through your purse and put on your disguise
You see the stars, but they just see the skies
And you see my scars, what do they see?

If I was the question, would you be my answer?If I was the music, would you be the dancer?If I was the student, would you be the teacher?If I was the sinner, would you be the preacher?Would you be myN’ dun d-dun dunI still got a lot of shit to learn, I’ll admit itN’ dun d-dun dunI still got a lot of shit to learn, I’ll admit it”

“When you’re here it feels so hard
Thirsty eyes and hungry heart
Working for the sweet oasis
And all that’s left is on the rocks

Now I’m standing in a wasteland
Of us
bones and dried up places
We lost
Don’t pretend you wanna change
When you don’t
Oh you know you did me wrong
Oh you turn me stone cold
Stone cold
Oh you turn me stone cold
Stone cold”

“I know you remember
How the leaves fell in November
The cold wind of December
And how we just fell apart
I know you could hear me
But you pretend you don’t have a heart
Then you took my halo
And you left me in the dark”

“We got problems in the streets again
Drowning in the violence, it’s getting pretty tense
A lot of hunger in the faces I see
A lot of bitterness, communal emptiness

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SJJ. Living in North Carolina. Grew up in Georgia. Lived small in the Maine woods for a few years. A delightfully awkward INFJ personality type. Fallible human being, but good-humored. Amateur minimalist on a journey to downsize. Volunteering, tattoos and traveling. Loves most creatures, bad puns, and light roast coffee. More about me.

All of the opinions and writings here are my own and are not representative of any of my previous or current employers.